I can't seem to go to bed before noon

Well, apparently, I may still hate the universe, but at least it doesn't hate me. Or else it's totally waiting to pull one over on me.

Thanks to omaha for finding the full tour listings (it's not like they're on the official website). Billy Bragg is playing in San Francisco the day I was going to fly in. So now all I have to do is try to get tickets, and fly in earlier in the day. And hope there's no freak snowstorm that delays all flights just long enough for me to miss the show. Which would be pretty much par for the course.

It doesn't erase all the other shitty events of Tuesday, but I'm quite a bit less whiny.

the hedge abides.